Core Tip: Life is colorful. In the journey of life, you must have tasted all kinds of flavors and suffered different treatments, just like the colorful life in the palette. In the journey of life, you must have tasted all kinds of flavors and suffered different treatments, just like the colors in the palette. For me, a sixth-grade pupil, I also feel some colors in my study life.

Once, I did badly in the exam, but the worst thing was that I had to take the test paper home for my father to sign. Alas! What can I do to let my mother know that I am going to have a "storm"? I mused. After that, I suddenly thought of a clever way: "signing my own name and imitating my parents' fonts is my specialty." "Soon, I found another test paper, looked at my father's signature and imitated it. Hey, it's very similar! So, I put the test paper in my schoolbag. The next day, I came to the classroom and the teacher was checking the test paper. I put down my schoolbag and took out the test paper to show the teacher. "This was signed by my father.". The teacher looked at the test paper, stopped me and said, "Han Pei, come to the office after class!" "After class, I walked into the office." Please tell the truth. Is this name really signed by your father? ""yes, yes, no, no, I signed it myself! "I whispered the truth." As a young pioneer ... "Listening to the teacher's lecture, I feel a sense of shame burning in my heart.

Ah! A piece of red!

One day, in writing class, my arm involuntarily crossed the "38th parallel" on the desk, and I was absorbed in writing, oblivious to it. "ouch!" I don't know who hit my arm. Ah, it's him! "Why did you hit me?" "You crossed the' 38th parallel'!" "I didn't mean to!" "So ..." I rubbed my arm and thought: It's me who's unlucky!

Ahem! A sour yellow is lit in my heart.

Once again, I have a writing class. I am absorbed in writing, and I have to take care of my arm from time to time. Gradually, I saw that my deskmate's arm had surpassed the "38th parallel". Ha, this is a good chance for revenge last time! I really wanted to punch hard at that time, but my conscience made me think I shouldn't do that. So, I touched his arm and said to him, "Would you please shrink your arm?" I don't know, is it my sincerity or the clever use of the word "please"? He blushed and immediately drew back his arm and said to me, I'm sorry about last time! I shook my head like a gentleman, and he smiled, and I smiled.

Ah! Lovely blue, as wide as the sea!

It is these three primary colors that make me grow a lot, understand a lot and make me more mature!